Weeding out self-doubt...
In 2017, I wrote “A Way with Weeds,” a viewpoint based on my view espied through the dining room window overlooking a vast meadow. Formerly a heavily-wooded area destroyed by backhoes and bulldozers, I rejoiced when developers abandoned their massive construction project. To my delight, the passage of time enabled Mother Nature to replenish every square inch of acreage with weeds. Rabbits and deer reclaimed their natural habitat.
Much to my dismay, the field artillery returned several weeks ago and excavated a widespread depression in the ground. Whether this is part of a master plan or one-pit wonder, remains to be seen. For now, whenever I look out that same window, I see a shallow pond.
Today, for the first time, I discovered ducks swimming around. Before long, I witnessed the alignment: all eight ducks in a row!
Of a different mindset, I might have dismissed this occurrence. Now, on a different plane for interpreting phenomena, I choose to ponder the significance of my observation. As a spirit animal, ducks remind us to set intellect aside and trust our intuition, weeding out self-doubt.
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Regis
thank you for this write and your ending.
budd
I hope that that pond becomes a permanent fixture for wildlife like the ducks and deer to have a drink.
Ron